The Color of Hyacinth
The Color of Hyacinth

Overtake the shore-lit glow of eternity; transubstantiative* and incorporeal:
Cornucopia of Swan Song, Unsung except in memory

Particularly by cyphering the impermeable membrane through holographic codes
The Kingdom of Elohihohi; immovable............ ............ //or/and at best......... diurnal
Keys of misting eyes, and or the Tree^ of Syc.-a-mor'e /=)^
Paean of dust: tragedy of light, fecundity of life, implosive force of the beginning

If I can see you, then I am saved
Strings of hummingbird, sustaining stretched cordolette 
Vociferous gestures of Cezanne, 
stumbling with Proust in hand
or perhaps vicious Baudelaire

Without detection of your heavenly gift-crimson poet-
I would suffer in svelt intoxication,
Forever enclosed in Hyacinth
I would merely suffer the pain of abstraction, 
I must be damned to the Inferno
Beatrice: Where is Your Path leading Me
Into the Garden or Beyond?

*This word has never been recorded, although it probably should be, considering the collective need for absolution from the crisis of opinion
plutocratic polyphonous pandering 

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